Run: 2026-03-18-01KM0ANXMBD4DDHPZP41JMQG9A

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Duration:
34.1s
Cost:
$0.031115
Provider:
OpenAI

Model input

System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Literary Fiction genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
Rory caught the pint glass by its stem before it kissed the floor, and the lager inside shivered up the sides, cold and golden. The man beside her cursed, slapped the bar, and muttered an apology into his beard. Then a woman at the door said, “Rory?” Rory looked up with the glass still in her hand. The woman stood half inside the green spill of the sign, one shoulder under the dark frame, as if the room had reached out and caught her. She wore a severe charcoal coat that sat too well on her body to be cheap, and her hair, once long and unruly, now sat in a neat black crop that exposed the line of her jaw. She had once laughed with her whole face. Now she held her mouth like a blade. The Raven’s Nest pressed around them, all low lamps and old photographs, the walls crowded with maps that had gone brown at the edges. Someone in the corner laughed too hard. Glass clicked against wood. The room smelled of hops, spilt gin, and the faint medicinal bite of lemon cleaner from the back. Rory set the glass down with care. “Nia?” The woman’s eyes widened for the briefest crack, then steadied. “You do remember.” “You look like you’ve robbed a bank.” A corner of Nia’s mouth shifted. Not quite a smile. “You look like you lost a fight and never recovered.” Rory glanced down at her black apron, the wrist of her shirt riding up and exposing the little crescent scar on her left wrist. She curled her hand over it. “Still observant.” Nia stepped in properly, and the room swallowed her whole. Rory saw then how much had changed. The old girl from Cardiff had filled rooms with noise, with elbows, with hair and bad jokes and a fierce, messy kind of warmth. This version moved with a tight precision, every step measured, every glance tested. She had the look of someone who had learned to keep her face still while the world took swings at it. Silas, leaning on the far end of the bar with a whisky in hand, watched the exchange over the top of his glass. His hazel eyes sharpened, then he gave Rory the smallest nod, the one that meant handle it unless you need me. Rory turned back. “Did you come here for a drink, or did the universe develop a sense of humour?” “For a drink.” “And?” Nia slid onto a stool. She placed her bag on her lap like a habit she had no intention of losing. “And then I saw the woman with your face and thought I’d gone mad.” Rory reached for the bottle of gin on the shelf behind her, then stopped. Her fingers tightened once around the neck. “Funny. I had the same problem.” Nia looked at her more closely, and the look carried something sharper than surprise. Recognition had already happened. Now it had become accounting. “Your hair.” “Black goes with the mood.” “That’s not what I meant.” Rory poured the gin, added tonic, set a slice of lime on the rim without looking at it. “No, it never is.” Nia accepted the glass but did not drink. She kept her hands around it, warming the chill away. “You vanished.” Rory leaned one hip against the bar. “You say that like it was a weekend hobby.” “I wrote.” “I know.” “You never replied.” “I moved.” “You did more than move.” The words settled between them. One of the bar staff in the back clattered a tray. A burst of laughter rose and broke apart. Rory felt the noise of the room pressing at her shoulders, then lifting away again. Nia’s gaze flicked to the shelf above the optics, to the old photographs, to the bookshelf that hid the back room. She took in the room like a professional, like someone measuring exits. “This place suits you.” Rory huffed a short laugh. “Barely. I live upstairs because rent in Soho tastes like blood.” Nia’s fingers tightened on the glass. “You always did have a gift for understatement.” “And you always had a gift for walking into a room and acting like you owned it.” “I worked for it.” Rory looked at the neat line of her coat sleeve, the polished watch, the lack of any visible scuff, the life built from hard edges and money. “You looked broke when you were twenty-one.” “I was broke when I was twenty-one.” “That’s not the same thing.” “No, it isn’t.” Silas crossed the bar, set a clean cloth down, and wiped a circle on the wood that hardly needed it. He stayed near enough to hear, far enough to pretend he didn’t. “Old friend?” Nia turned her head. “Unfortunately.” Rory snorted into the bottle she had lifted to her own mouth. “Silas, this is Nia Morgan. Cardiff. Law Society. Habitual thief of my notes.” Silas inclined his head. “Theft sounds cheaper than intelligence gathering.” Nia’s eyes moved to his signet ring. “And you are?” “Silas Blackwood.” She held his gaze a beat too long, then gave him a cool nod. “Right. Of course you are.” Silas’ mouth twitched. He drifted back down the bar, leaving them their corner of the room. Rory tipped her chin at Nia. “You’re not in Cardiff.” “No.” “You’re not at the Bar.” “No.” “You married?” Nia’s glass stopped halfway to her mouth. “Direct as ever.” “Accurate as ever.” A pause. Then, “No.” Rory watched the answer land. There had been a time when Nia had declared she would marry only for money and spite, preferably both. She had laughed when she said it, with her head thrown back and her nails chewed down to the quick. The girl at the bar kept her face still. “Surprising.” “Is it?” Rory’s glance dropped to the bare hand on the glass. “No ring. You used to collect them from charity shops and wear them on every finger.” “I grew out of that.” “Shame.” Nia took a sip. Her eyes watered slightly from the gin. She blinked once and recovered. “You changed.” Rory gave a shrug that did nothing to the tension in her shoulders. “So did you.” “I meant more than the hair.” “Everyone means more than the hair.” Nia set the glass down with care. Her voice softened, just enough to hurt. “What happened to you?” Rory’s mouth twitched. “You ask that in a bar after half a decade?” “In a bar where you work under a different name, yes.” The words landed cleanly. Rory felt the old reflex in her spine, the one that said cover, cover, cover, but Nia kept talking before the shape of the silence could settle. “Laila, was it? Or did I hear that wrong?” Rory’s eyes narrowed. “You’ve been asking questions.” “I asked the woman behind the bar for a drink. She called you Laila. Then she looked at me like she’d seen a ghost.” Rory glanced past her to the bottles, the mirror, the green neon reflection wobbling in the glass. “So you thought you’d follow the ghost.” “I thought I’d found an expensive mistake.” Rory laughed once, under her breath. “Same thing, in this city.” Nia leaned closer. The space between them smelled of gin and old rain trapped in wool. “You didn’t tell anyone you were leaving.” “I told Eva.” “She told me you’d gone to London.” “I did go to London.” “Nobody heard from you after that.” Rory’s jaw set. The scar on her wrist caught when she flexed her fingers. “I heard from people.” “Not from us.” The us sat there, small and blunt, full of old loyalties and missed trains and cheap student dinners. Rory remembered Nia in the union bar, two fingers raised for another round, hair escaping its clip, blurting out plans that had sounded ridiculous then and somehow sacred. A shared flat. The Bar. Jobs. Names on doors. The kind of future they had treated like a dare. Rory looked at her now, at the controlled posture, the polished coat, the careful hands. “You got there.” Nia’s expression shifted. Pride. Fatigue. A little contempt for the idea that there had ever been a destination. “Some version of it.” “You always wanted the wig and the lectures and the terrible clerks.” “And you wanted to get out.” Rory met her eyes. “I did.” Silence. The room kept breathing around them. Someone dropped a coin in the jukebox. A Motown bassline began to hum under the noise, low and rough. Rory reached for a cloth and wiped the same clean patch of bar twice. Nia looked at her wrist again. “That scar’s new.” “It isn’t.” Nia’s brows drew together. “It used to be hidden.” Rory stopped moving. “So did a lot of things.” Nia seemed to hear the wall in that answer. She sat back, one heel hooked on the stool rung, the line of her coat opening enough to show a white shirt and the sharp edge of a lanyard tucked beneath it. There was ink on her thumb. Rory noticed that before anything else, and that old, stupid tenderness almost softened the room. “You still drink tea with too much milk,” Nia said. Rory scoffed. “That’s what you’ve been doing, studying me from across the room?” “I know your habits.” “You knew them.” Nia’s fingers tightened on the glass. “You used to bite the inside of your cheek when you lied.” Rory touched her own mouth, then let her hand fall. “Still do.” “Good.” The word came out too fast. Nia looked away first. Silas moved near enough to set a fresh clean glass beside a customer and catch the drift of their silence without seeming to. His limping step had the slow confidence of a man who knew every shadow in the place. He glanced towards the door, then back at them, the kind of glance that never looked like one. Rory noticed the movement and frowned. “Something up?” Silas’ eyes lingered on the entrance. “Depends on your definition.” Nia turned at once, all her old alertness snapping into place beneath the surface. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Silas did not answer straight away. He polished a glass that already gleamed. Then, “Your friend arrived with a tail.” Rory’s spine went rigid. Nia’s face did not change, but the colour drained from it in one clean sweep. “That’s not possible.” Silas lifted a brow. “People say that often, just before they prove themselves wrong.” Rory leaned over the bar, voice low. “How many?” “One.” “Armed?” “Depends how sentimental he feels.” Nia’s hand slid under her coat. “Sit down.” Rory blinked at her. “What?” “Sit down, Rory.” The use of her name cut through the room. It drew eyes. A man two stools away stopped mid-sip. Someone at the far table turned. Silas set the glass down hard enough to ring. “Interesting.” Nia did not look at him. “Keep your voice down.” “You walked in here and called me by the name I stopped using five years ago.” “And I’m telling you to get off your feet.” Rory moved, not because Nia ordered her to, but because the shape of the room had changed. She came around the bar as the front door opened and shut with a soft, final click. A man stepped inside. He wore a dark coat, had a nose that looked like it had lost an argument, and kept one hand in his pocket. His gaze skimmed the bar, the maps, the mirrors, the faces, then stopped on Nia. Then on Rory. His mouth opened. “Found you.” The glass in Nia’s hand slipped, struck the floor, and shattered under the bar stool just as the man reached inside his coat.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags2
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences105
tagDensity0.019
leniency0.038
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
97.45% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1959
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"slightly"
count1
highlights
0"slightly"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0"Blackwood"
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
71.92% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1959
totalAiIsms11
found
0
word"warmth"
count1
1
word"measured"
count1
2
word"sense of"
count1
3
word"chill"
count1
4
word"flicked"
count1
5
word"tension"
count1
6
word"silence"
count3
7
word"tenderness"
count1
8
word"shattered"
count1
highlights
0"warmth"
1"measured"
2"sense of"
3"chill"
4"flicked"
5"tension"
6"silence"
7"tenderness"
8"shattered"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count2
highlights
0"eyes widened"
1"eyes narrowed"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences138
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences138
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
1"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences243
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen37
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1959
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions14
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
0.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions81
wordCount1408
uniqueNames8
maxNameDensity2.7
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Rory38
Raven1
Nest1
Nia31
Cardiff1
Bar1
Motown1
Silas7
persons
0"Rory"
1"Raven"
2"Nest"
3"Nia"
4"Bar"
5"Silas"
places
0"Cardiff"
globalScore0.151
windowScore0
97.92% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences96
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"looked like one"
1"looked like it had lost an argument, and"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1959
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences243
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs180
mean10.88
std13.86
cv1.273
sampleLengths
039
18
210
380
453
57
61
710
83
97
1010
1110
1230
132
1475
1544
163
1716
183
191
2021
2114
2221
236
2423
252
265
275
2818
294
3018
312
327
339
342
352
363
372
385
3939
4033
414
425
4311
446
458
4617
474
4827
497
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences138
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs235
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences243
ratio0
matches(empty)
95.96% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount874
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount39
adverbRatio0.04462242562929062
lyAdverbCount4
lyAdverbRatio0.004576659038901602
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences243
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences243
mean8.06
std6.72
cv0.834
sampleLengths
024
115
28
310
427
537
68
78
824
97
104
1118
127
131
1410
153
167
176
184
1910
2024
216
222
2310
247
2524
2613
2721
2823
2921
303
3116
323
331
345
3516
3614
3714
387
396
4014
414
425
432
445
455
4618
474
488
4910
48.35% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats4
diversityRatio0.25925925925925924
totalSentences243
uniqueOpeners63
52.08% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences128
matches
0"Then a woman at the"
1"Then on Rory."
ratio0.016
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount25
totalSentences128
matches
0"She wore a severe charcoal"
1"She had once laughed with"
2"She curled her hand over"
3"She had the look of"
4"His hazel eyes sharpened, then"
5"She placed her bag on"
6"Her fingers tightened once around"
7"She kept her hands around"
8"She took in the room"
9"He stayed near enough to"
10"She held his gaze a"
11"He drifted back down the"
12"She had laughed when she"
13"Her eyes watered slightly from"
14"She blinked once and recovered."
15"Her voice softened, just enough"
16"She sat back, one heel"
17"His limping step had the"
18"He glanced towards the door,"
19"He polished a glass that"
ratio0.195
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount120
totalSentences128
matches
0"Rory caught the pint glass"
1"The man beside her cursed,"
2"Rory looked up with the"
3"The woman stood half inside"
4"She wore a severe charcoal"
5"She had once laughed with"
6"The Raven’s Nest pressed around"
7"Someone in the corner laughed"
8"Glass clicked against wood."
9"The room smelled of hops,"
10"Rory set the glass down"
11"The woman’s eyes widened for"
12"A corner of Nia’s mouth"
13"Rory glanced down at her"
14"She curled her hand over"
15"Nia stepped in properly, and"
16"Rory saw then how much"
17"The old girl from Cardiff"
18"This version moved with a"
19"She had the look of"
ratio0.938
78.13% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount2
totalSentences128
matches
0"Now she held her mouth"
1"Now it had become accounting."
ratio0.016
56.65% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences58
technicalSentenceCount7
matches
0"The woman stood half inside the green spill of the sign, one shoulder under the dark frame, as if the room had reached out and caught her."
1"She wore a severe charcoal coat that sat too well on her body to be cheap, and her hair, once long and unruly, now sat in a neat black crop that exposed the lin…"
2"The Raven’s Nest pressed around them, all low lamps and old photographs, the walls crowded with maps that had gone brown at the edges."
3"Rory glanced down at her black apron, the wrist of her shirt riding up and exposing the little crescent scar on her left wrist."
4"Nia’s gaze flicked to the shelf above the optics, to the old photographs, to the bookshelf that hid the back room."
5"Rory gave a shrug that did nothing to the tension in her shoulders."
6"Rory remembered Nia in the union bar, two fingers raised for another round, hair escaping its clip, blurting out plans that had sounded ridiculous then and some…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags2
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags2
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences105
tagDensity0.019
leniency0.038
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
86.6152%